Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 352:

When Jeffrey stepped out of the bathroom in his white pajamas, his skin looked ghostly.

Reflecting on his rough day, Rachel’s heart clenched with sorrow. “Dinner’s ready. Come and eat,” she said gently.

“Alright,” Jeffrey murmured, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

Rachel placed a bowl of steaming soup in front of him. “Eat this first—it’ll warm your stomach. And don’t worry, I made your favorite ribs. I’ll bring them over now.”

After setting everything, she took her seat across from him.

The room soon fell into an unexpected silence. Rachel took her time chewing the meat, then finally spoke. “Jeffrey, I didn’t mean to show up at your workplace or go against your wishes. It’s just that…”

tangled in her throat, leaving her flustered

quietly picked up a rib and placed it in her bowl. “You like ribs

of their childhood flickered in Rachel’s mind. Their family had never been kind to them, and money had always been tight. Meat was a luxury they could barely afford, and since Kate loved ribs, Rachel and Jeffrey could only

left. But even so, they cherished every bite, treating it like a rare feast. If there were enough, Rachel would take some, but if there wasn’t much, she’d always push it toward

you want

time ribs were on the table, Jeffrey would ask her first before taking

pieces,” she would say with a reassuring

it, and it became second nature. Now,

all the ribs.

crashing over her, making it impossible to hold

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cry. The ribs won’t taste good if they

nodded and swallowed